虽然只有忧伤相伴,但那飘逸的长发、优雅的脚步让人不禁驻足留连。每次低下那高贵的头颅,总有一种感觉叫做撕心裂肺:是潘帕斯的少年们肆意飞扬在风雨中的长发吗?是他们清澈得仿佛要融化掉一切不完美的尘垢的眼神吗?还是那浓烈炫目的太阳的炙焰?阳光有七种颜色,不知会调配出怎样的色彩,和怎样的人生。法兰西的烈日见证了博格坎普的一剑封喉,那一刻让人无言以对,奥特加稚嫩的脚步被无情的红牌挡住了去路,巴蒂落寞的眼神正在向那个不确定的未来要一个答案。是的,他们 Although only accompanied by sadness, but elegant hair, elegant pace can not help but stop to stay. Every time you lower that noble head, there is always a feeling called piercing: Is the Pampas teenager indiscriminately flying the long hair in the wind and rain? They are as clear as if to melt away all the imperfect eyes of dirt Or is it the intense glare of the sun’s flame? There are seven colors of sunshine, I do not know what kind of color deployment, and what kind of life. The sun in France witnessed Bergerka’s sword seal, that moment people speechless, Ottega tender footsteps blocked by the merciless red card, Batty lonely eyes are to that uncertain future Want an answer Yes, they